Kill Travis - Purana

Precipitate on the edge of the surface
Scrape it up, dry it out, try not to check the curtains
Worker's a taxi driver, call him Beast of Burden
What's with these flakes hitting me up uncertain
Not coke in the pan but it's good with bourbon
Scrape it up, dry it out, try not to check the curtains
Worker's a taxi driver, call him Beast of Burden
Son of Artain, if we're talking surnames
4am, still ducking ducks and geese
You sort bikie bricks, I sort the dust heaps
Aussie green grows, don't stock any gum leaves
Me versus the world, me and my custys
Bottle to the head straight settled him down, call it Kalma
Been cutting all this hair up with VB3, like a barber
Only have to flip an O to buy a mix and master
Netherlands too hot so the plug drove down and shipped them from France
Now it's in the boot next to the same shotgun killed Pat and Moran
Get this champagne to ravers 'cause they wanna sell caps and dance
Client wants to be mates with me but he's got none to offer me
Can't get my amounts, can't flip shit quick that he gets off of me
Just a hipster doof bitch who thinks he knows quality
Precipitate on the edge of the surface
Scrape it up, dry it out, try not to check the curtains
Worker's a taxi driver, call him Beast of Burden
What's with these flakes hitting me up uncertain
Not coke in the pan but it's good with bourbon
Scrape it up, dry it out, try not to check the curtains
Worker's a taxi driver, call him Beast of Burden
Son of Artain, if we're talking surnames
Hate the War on Drugs but that war made me rich
Envelope in the post would get me new kicks
Send a couple bags down the coast, funny how the money shifts
Still won't save my brother hanging in the mist
Razors and rocks, scraping like crows feet
This phone is a Cipher not a fuckin Sony
Too many fat k lines, now there's two of me
Doubled at the back of my head, I'm not lonely

Written by:
Edan MacCartney

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